Tag Archives: Anwer Ghani

I remember my grandmother’s white fabric which she had used as a barrier to make the cheese. In fact, I had liked that barrier because I did not like milk, and it converted it to another creature. The barrier’s sometimes … Continue reading →

Our hotel is small and dark despite the wide gardens and the big windows. In our hotel the walls are so thick and the souls are so discordant. We are good at making the walls and someday we may see … Continue reading →

I am not a horse nor a rabbit and when the sunset kisses the old wood I realize the sweetness of the fence-less life, but when all these horses with their heroes stand on my back, at that time I … Continue reading →

The fish is pure, and a real water lover, so it will promptly die without water. The fish, unlike me, knows nothing but the truth, and does anything to live with freedom. When the blindness puts weirs on the river’s … Continue reading →